Tekstovi: Simple Plan. No Pads, No Helmets... Just Balls. One Day.

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Sometimes this house feels like a prison
That I just can't leave behind
There's so many rules
I gotta follow
Cuz you can't let go

I don't wanna hear it
And I just can't believe it
All the stupid things you say, but

One day
I won't take this anymore
One day
I'll be old enough
To do what I want to
And I won't have to run away
And you won't be there to say I'm not allowed to
One day

Sometimes I wonder if you know me
Or if you just pretend to care
So tell me are you
On a mission to bring me down?

I don't wanna hear it
And I just can't believe it
All the stupid things you say, but

One day
I won't take this anymore
One day
I'll be old enough
To do what I want to
And I won't have to run away
And you won't be there to say I'm not allowed to
One day

Go away
Don't look at me
Cuz we're not the same
And you can't do nothing
You can say
That it's not okay
But I'm not afraid
And you can't do nothing

One day
I won't take this anymore
One day
I'll be old enough
To do what I want to
And I won't have to run away
And you won't be there to say I'm not allowed to
One day

Nanana (....) One day